Regarding the topic of drinking, Lu Jingyu gave Bao Sihan a thousand warnings every time he socialized.
In his case, he cannot drink alcohol.
The corner of Bao Sihan's mouth curled up into a slight smile.
"It's just a meal with my old man's friend, how much time can I use?" He said with a smile, with a bit of teasing in his tone, "I didn't drink, I was afraid that you would look down on me again."
Like a strict wife, she always remembers Lu Jingyu's instructions in her ears.
These words actually made Lu Jingyu feel a little embarrassed.
"Who did you call me? When did I show my face?" She was not an unkind doctor. "Obviously, those words I said were all about your physical recovery. I also want you to be able to
Get well soon.”
When Lu Jingyu said this, he had a smile on his face and his head tilted slightly towards Bao Sihan.
As if silently asking him the truth of what he just said.
But Bao Sihan softened his voice and told her seriously: "But what I want most now is that your injury will get better soon."
There is great sincerity in the words.
Lu Jingyu didn't feel moved at all.
Recently, because I was injured, my family kept saying this in their ears every day.
My ability to go in with the left ear and out with the right ear has improved a lot.
But when Lu Jingyu looked at the man in front of him, he saw his clear eyes.
She felt her heart tremble suddenly, and then a warm current surged out, flowing along her heart and throughout her body.
His whole body was wrapped in something soft, and Lu Jingyu suddenly lost his temper.
"It will get better." She said leisurely, the smile on her lips was scorching and dazzling, "I will not treat myself badly."
"I, the medicine I use on myself is the best. It will probably heal in a few days, so don't worry."
Bao Sihan raised his eyebrows and stared at the person with an expression on his face as if to say: Really?
Immediately, he couldn't help laughing and said: "That's good."
An imperceptible emotion flashed in Lu Jingyu's eyes, and she continued to find other topics to talk about. It wasn't until she left that the corners of her mouth gradually became darker, and her face showed an exhaustion that had never been exposed in front of others.
At night, Lu Jingyu lay flat on the bed, frowning, and half of his body began to hurt in a daze.
This dense pain was like a string of electricity, crawling from the ground along the edge of the bed to her back, and finally to the entire upper body.
Lu Jingyu turned over habitually and lay on her side, trying not to put pressure on the wound.
I hope it will be like last night and the pain will stop after a while.
In fact, during the past few days after Lu Jingyu returned home, he would wake up in the middle of the night with pain from his wounds.
First, he was afraid that his family and children would be worried, and second, he knew that Bo Sihan was busy dealing with the murderer.
Sometimes when the words came to her lips, she finally swallowed them back when she saw his tired look.
She didn't say anything, and Bao Sihan didn't notice because he was too busy.
Every night, Lu Jingyu held on and did not dare to make a sound for fear of attracting the attention of the three little ones guarding her.
When the pain was so painful that she couldn't sleep, she would get up quietly, sit downstairs on the sofa alone, read a book or watch some funny TV series, forcing herself to divert her attention.
But tonight, she felt that half of her body was getting more and more painful, and she forced all sleep away.
In the dim room, Lu Jingyu's face turned pale, as if he had returned to the way he looked when he was being rescued in the hospital.